Pep Walk

I love the pep talk, whether getting or giving. Those first minutes and hours afterward, lifted on a thin layer of inspiration that I know won't last but feels permanent at the time, a high born of words and gestures, of understandings suddenly grasped.

But when there's no one around for a pep talk, a pep walk will do.

A pep walk begins in desolation. The article you're writing has no focus, the words are cliches. The work load is too heavy, no one can juggle this many projects. The child you raised is having troubles; she's an adult now but when she hurts, you do too.

The reasons are legion, but the remedy is the same. Lace up the shoes, grab the earbuds, step outside. It's a whole new world out there. Other people and their problems. Maybe the problems get all jumbled together and cancel each other out. Or maybe it's just the act of walking, one foot then the other. Forward motion, with all that that implies.

All I know is, the pep walk works. It bolsters spirits, reveals solutions. It inspires.